An immortal general clad in gold stood before the hall and said, "A mere desolate borderland, a fledgling speck of a realm—how many petty clowns could it possibly harbor? With only my personal division deployed, I guarantee they will be razed to the ground!"
The woman said, "Granted!"
The immortal general's spirits surged, and he immediately departed the hall.
A moment later, one among the numerous landmasses stirred, charging aggressively toward the Land of Vitality.
Si Hai stood to the side and remarked in an oily, sarcastic tone, "With only Xuan Ning's single division—"
In a spacetime where the Great Dao was thrown into chaos and karma severed, there was neither time nor space; no one knew how long had passed.
Moreover, Avalon theoretically did not belong to the same front as an allied unit here, but was rather a reinforcement.
Even so, having been an imperial prince for so many years after all, he sat upright and spoke with decorum, appearing quite convincing at first glance.
"Excuse me, you two, I threw down the wrong card. This card is the one with five billion on it." Xu Cheng awkwardly waved the Bank of America card in his hand.
"Jade Emperor, do you have any way to defeat them? Otherwise, our two races of gods and demons will inevitably become like stray dogs, living in constant terror day and night," the Bull Demon King asked with focused intensity, looking at the relatively composed Jade Emperor.
Ling Tian smiled as well, his arm around Xue Ji tightening slightly, only to loosen a bit more a moment later. No one noticed the faint trace of bitterness in Ling Tian's smile.
"Humph! If we fight, so be it! It's been a long time—I'd like to see whether you, Zhou Erhei, have made any progress over the past year!" Not to be outdone, Nan Batian let out a cold snort, took firm hold of the set square in his hand, and as he swung it, triangles flew out one after another, attacking Zhou Erhei.
"By the way, where was I?" Interrupted like this, Teacher Yang forgot what he had been saying.
Meanwhile, large contingents of Han soldiers followed closely behind, unleashing a one-sided slaughter. Even though Li Jinzhong possessed formidable martial skill and was surrounded by elite Khitan warriors, he was now falling back in steady defeat.
Thus, Zhang Xiu raised the spear in his hand, greeted Liu He, and rode straight out before the two armies. Without a word, he thrust his spear directly at Li Cunxiao's chest.
As soon as this interview aired, not only were the front-line television anchors beside themselves with joy, but the viewers watching at home were laughing wildly as well.
That evening, Fang Lang gave all the fruit to everyone. They put it into their mouths and all found it delicious.
"He did mention one thing, but let's deal with the rest of these people before we talk," Liu Yisheng said.
However, having witnessed the wealth and luxury of the Jeannod family, and having seen Meyeri's respectful and egalitarian attitude toward Jonas, she felt Jonas's stratum was growing ever further beyond her reach.
Consequently, media reporters swarmed toward the headquarters of Blueberry Video Network, where Dong Dongdong, the ostensible head of the company, accepted an interview.
In an instant, a meteor-like fireball crashed toward Yang Xing, followed by five powerful fiery tiger heads, and behind them, an intricate seal condensed from crimson origin energy. Heat waves billowed through the void, yet with a casual wave of his hand, Yang Xing dissolved all those martial techniques completely into brilliant flames.
At a distance of eleven meters, under Insight Mode, Gao Chuan had mastered the ball's trajectory, power, and contact point from every angle, allowing him to place it virtually anywhere he aimed. However, ordinary free kicks were typically outside the penalty box; eleven meters was merely the distance of the penalty spot. If not for having Insight active, Gao Chuan's accuracy would drop by a significant margin.
Yes, she had no intention of going home, because the song was simply too fantastic; she didn't mind working out while listening to it.
'I refuse to accept this!!' At this moment, You Hongming could be heard crying out, his voice filled with wave upon wave of bitterness and helplessness.
No sooner had the referee's voice fallen than Xue An, like a shooting star, swiftly seized the initiative and lunged toward Luo Yu. As a disciple of the Heavenly Sect's Hall of Speed, his sprinting figure was practically like a wild gale, entirely unpredictable. Below the stage, gasps of astonishment arose one after another.
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